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About the author:
Shantee’ Parks from Detroit, MI living in Atlanta, GA. When I’m not taking care of my family I am either reading great books or writing new stories. I’ve been writing since high school. I love reading a writing about romance. A happily ever after (HEA) is always important. Some times I can leave a cliff hanger but I always give a HEA! I need that as well as my readers need it. I love to travel. I have been to London and Paris and would love to travel to Italy.
What inspired you to write your book?
I thought about a party planning character and said let me see how much I can write. This was around Thanksgiving 2014 and when I started writing I couldn’t stop. This book contributed to so many late nights!
Here is a short sample from the book:
Jacob arrives at the large gentlemen’s club. The hostess takes him to his seat. Samantha is dressed in a long jet black wig, with flawless makeup and ruby red lipstick. She is dressed in an all-black custom-made police shirt, patent leather shorts with fishnets, sunglasses, and boots up to her knees. Samantha and her four dancers walk out on the stage. Jacob is already drinking a glass of whiskey. They start the routine with chairs, then push the chairs back, turning their backs to him and placing their hands on their knees and popping their asses. They pick up the canes, twirling them in the air.
Samantha jumps off the stage, placing one hand on Jacob’s shoulder and the other hand on her hip. Jacob can’t figure out if it’s Samantha or not. She turns around, places a hand on each of his thighs, and pops her ass close to his crotch.
“Would you like to go to a private room?”
“Yes,” he replies.
She pushes him down on the couch and removes her hat, placing it on the table. She places her foot on the couch as she leans in, whispering in his ear.
“You are gorgeous and good enough to eat. Your soon-to-be wifey says you can do whatever you want to me.”
“No, she didn’t say that! Trust me, she wouldn’t allow me to do that.”
She gets on her knees between his legs, touching his crotch. He grabs her hand, telling her no. She jumps on the couch, standing with her area close to his face. Without touching him, she jumps down, turning her back to him and starts to strip. She removes her shirt, just leaving on her corset, then removes her sunglasses. She walks up to him, running her finger along his bottom lip, now sitting on his lap. She dances, brushing her breasts in his face.
“Do you want to fuck me here?”
He starts to say her name, and she places her finger on his lips, then kisses him.
“Jacob, fuck me!” she says, kissing him hard on the lips and placing his hands on her breasts. “Jacob, you have a spell on me and I’m always wet for you,” she says, putting his finger in her mouth.
She passes him his drink, then she stands up to undo her underwear and remove her corset and shorts. She places his drink back on the table. She reaches down and unzips his pants to pull out his erection.
She turns her back to him, rubbing herself on him till she is dripping wet for him. She places his erection inside her. She balances her hands on the couch as she moves up and down. He removes her wig and the clips releasing her long hair. He grabs her by the back of her hair as he takes control and fucks her hard.
“You like that!” he says, breathing into her hair. “Stand up!” he commands. “Look at me now. Come here!”
Her eyes get big; she isn’t use to him being so aggressive. She sits facing him.
“Are you my bitch?”
“Yes,” she says.
He vigorously rubs her breasts. Samantha is so turned on. He picks her up, standing her back up. He then buttons his pants. He stands in front of her, kissing her, as he walks forward until her back is against the wall.
“Turn around and put your hands on the wall and spread your legs.” He places his hands on hers, whispering, “Call me Mr. Latters.”
Jacob kisses her neck. “Don’t tense up or I will make you lose total control. I don’t care who hears you scream. Mrs. Latters, don’t move!”
“Yes, Mr. Latters!” she replies.
He left one hand on hers, then takes his other hand, running it down her stomach between her legs, slowly rubbing her clit until she cums over and over. She feels shock waves through her body from her head to her toes.
“Jacob, I can’t stand!”
He turns her around, looking into her big brown eyes. He will not take his eyes off her; he wants to take in all of her facial expressions. He picks her up, unzipping his pants, pulling out his dick as she wraps her arms and legs around him.
He places one hand against the wall and has the other one wrapped around her ass. He thrust hard, moving her up and down, up and down until she cums again.
“You will never leave me again, will you?” he asks.
She doesn’t respond; he then thrust hard. She screams, “Ouch! No, I won’t ever leave you again!”
He cums inside her then put her down on the floor. They fix their clothes. He pulls her hand, leading her back over to the leather couch to sit down. Then he turns to her, placing his hands on her face passionately kissing her. She knows in that moment that he can’t take her leaving him again; it makes her heart hurt with sadness. From now on, she will stand up for her man like she did earlier that day.
“Let’s go,” Jacob says.
Samantha runs to the back to grab her stuff. Jacob put his jacket on Samantha’s shoulders as they walk out to the truck. The paparazzi snaps their photos. Jacob put one hand up, motioning for them to stop. Jacob gets in the passenger side of the Bentley truck. Samantha drives off. Samantha reaches over, touching his face. There is a sort of unhappiness in his eyes.
When they arrive home, Jacob goes to the kitchen to get something to eat and drink. He sits down on the couch to watch TV. Samantha takes a shower, then goes downstairs naked. She stands in front of Jacob, putting one foot on the couch with her arms folded, asking him to come upstairs. He kisses her inner thigh, placing his hands on her butt, holding her in front of him. She loosens up and runs her hands through his hair.
“Jacob, what’s wrong?”
“You,” he replies.
“You didn’t like my performance?”
“I loved it. You have a way of getting me so happy, then disappearing,” he says in his handsome, deep voice. “It just scares me! I see that we have a hold over each other. Agreed?” asks Jacob.
He kisses her inner thigh again as he moves to licking between her legs, then stops to look up at her. Again he asks, “Do you agree?”
“Yes,” she affirms.
He lay her on the couch, telling her not to move, while he takes off all his clothes. He goes back down between her legs, kissing and licking every part of her, then sucking her clit until she cums. He lay down behind her, kissing her neck and rubbing her stomach. He places his knee in between her legs as he enters her, slowly making love to her. He massages her breasts. Her mouth is partly open. He feels so good inside of her. She pushes back down on him as they move in opposite directions, coming back together. Their lovemaking is so private and intense.
“Jacob, I need to see your face,” she says.
He then lay her flat on her back entering her again. She strokes his cheek.
“I’m not ever leaving again,” she murmurs.
But Jacob is distant, as if he doesn’t believe her. She pushes him up so she can sit in his lap.
“Jacob, I need you to believe me,” she says, kissing him, not closing her eyes.
Samantha rides him slow moving up and down then in a circular motion until he can’t keep his eyes open anymore because he’s in heaven.
“Fuck, you feel so good!” he says.
“Come for me,” she whispers.
“Baby, I love you.” He grabs her by the back of her hair as she moans, pulling her away from him, bracing her so he can look at her, using his other hand to pull her toward him. Jacob’s breathing is rushed as he thrust faster and faster.
Samantha screams, “Oh my God!” as they climax together.
She falls against him, exhausted. They lay in each other’s arms, falling asleep.